Woohoo! I didn't forget the monkey of the week this time. This is the smallest monkey in the world!
So last night The Funk called me right as I got home and asked me if I wanted to go to Capitola with him and Buddha. I asked him when he was planning on returning and he said he needed to be back around 10pm. I said in that case sure, I would like to go.
We got to Capitola in no time even though we hit some traffic in San Jose. We had dinner and drinks at this one place that we have eaten at before. It has killer ahi. We got the seared ahi appetizer and a quesadilla. For dinner I got a skirt steak salad with goganzola crumbles on it. It was good but it flew out of my butt this morning.
After dinner we went next door to The Fog Bank. Big Joe is the karaoke DJ there so we wanted to say hi. Then The Funk said he wanted to go back to the car to get some fireworks to take to teh beach. I went with him and we grabbed two smallish firework thingies. These were illegal, fly in the air and pop fireworks. There were some people lighting fireworks while we were having dinner and The Funk didn't want to let them go unchallenged.
So we set off those fireworks and everyone along the beach and pier clapped and demanded more. So The Funk and I went back to his car and got more illegal fireworks. We got a shit load of rockets and these weren't the puny bottle rockets. They were massive projectiles! And we got some other cakes and mortars. The mortars were about the size of a tennis ball and they had their own little cannon to shoot them from.
We started off by lining up the rockets and setting them off. Those alone put on a really good show. I was surprised by how high they went. Everyone went wild. People came out of the bars and restaurants along the beach to watch.
Next up were some cakes. I set the first one down on the sand and lit it and ran away. When the first section fired off the damn thing got knocked on it's side and was pointing directly at us. The Funk and I jumped out of the way just as the next section blew a shower of sparks and explosions in our direction. I ran around the other side in order to put it right side up but with the next explosion it flipped over and pointed right at me again. I jumped out of the way just in time again. The damn thing kept flipping and flopping around and shooting fireworks in all directions. Everyone loved it.
That little incident didn't stop us. We had the big boys up next, the mortars. We set those off one by one and made sure the cannon was firmly in the sand. Those were really nice. They looked like a professional fireworks display. Just as we were trying to set off the last one somone on a ridge over us turned on a high powered spotlight and pointed it right at us. We thought it was the cops at first. But after a while we realized it was just some spoilsport who wanted to ruin everyones fun. We set off the last mortar and then went back in to the Fog Bank.
The peepz at the Fog Bank were kinda old. Like senior citizen old. There were a couple of cuties in there though. One looked really young and was way over dressed for this place. She looked like she was on a date with some dude. She kept trying to get him to dance but he wouldn't budge. He said he couldn't dance and didn't want to leave his chair.
Homeboy needs to understand that for the most part chicks don't care if you can dance or not. They will dig you just for trying.
The Funk, Buddha, and I were kicking it out on the back patio because the place was packed. The chick came out there by herself and started dancing by herself on the patio. I would have danced with her but I felt really bad for the dude she was with. He was kinda dorky and really was terrified of dancing.
Eventually the patio got packed and the dude came out there. The chick tried to teach him how to dance. She was telling him to feel the rythm and had him put his hands on her as she wiggled around. Homeboy got embarassed and went back inside the bar. She stayed out on the patio and mingled with everyone.
Buddha had to take massive dump so he went inside. This place only has one unisex bathroom with one toilet in it so I knew that we were probably going to have to make our exit after he got out. Then that chick who was wiggling all over the bar made her way to the bathroom and stood there waiting for it to be free. She didn't see Buddha go inside. After Buddha came out we saw that she said something to him and he replied. When he came out he said she asked him if it was safe to go in and he told her if she has to go she has to go anyway.
We hung out for a bit and to our surprise the chick stayed in the crapper longer than Buddha. She must have been taking a massive dump. We only hung out for a bit more then we came home.
Tonight i'm going to see the Wilco documentary at the Aquarius Theater. Tomorrow I'm going to spend the day at The Warped Tour. On Sunday I have to go to a co-worker's kid's birthday party real quick.
Have a great weekend!
5:00 p.m. - 2003-07-11
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